A Minute For Your Son – DMX

You got a minute for yo’ son father, I need to talk
I’m so tired of tryin to run father, let’s take a walk
I’m so sorry for what I done father, it ain’t my fault
But the devil’s been on my back lately, he’s like a hawk
You never give us more than we can handle, but it’s gettin hard
And I’m a strong individual, but I need you God
Lot of things that I used to, I don’t wanna
run the streets like I used to, I know I’m gonna
speak the word for you one day
Up in there like, “Hallelujah!” on Sunday
I thank you Lord for the blessings that you gave me
And for my life with the blessings you have saved me
And for my wife you have carried me enough times – and that’s the truth
Married me to rough times, throughout my youth
And through it all I saw that you was still with me
I was that one lost sheep and you was comin to get me

Lord you got me like.. your love got me like..
Lord you got me like.. your love got me like..
Lord you got me like.. your love got me like..
Lord you got me like.. your love got me like..

I look at life a little different now, since you hugged me
And I always loved my peoples, but now they love me
Thank you for the love Lord, we praise ya
Jacob’s descendants, from Africa to Asia
Pleadin the blood of Christ over our life
Wrong or right, just help us make it through the night and we’ll
shout yo’ name in times of need
And times of joy, and, when we bleed
And, when we are overcome with greed
You ain’t gon’ half to tell me twice, I’ma take heed
And because of what you’ve given me, I know you’ll deliver me
And I won’t drown no matter how deep the river be
You are the strength I, never knew I had
Kept the heart good when they told me it was bad
All praises due to ya
That’s why I had to dedicate somethin new to ya, thank you father


I never knew a love like, this before
Messin with the thug life I, missed it all
You opened the doors and, let me in
I’m down for the cause so, let’s begin
Prayers that you give to me I give to them
Same way you live in me I live in them
Life is a blessing now
You got me smilin from inside of my heart, when inside it was dark
And it doesn’t rain anymore
Only sunshine, no pain anymore, I really love my
You washed away the tears with the fears
I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my life, the whole thirty years
You know that! one day I’ll speak the word
You know that! when I do I will be heard
You know that! you gave me a permanent smile
And you know this father because I’m yo’ child, what?


[Chorus] – (minus second half of each line)

[Chorus] – repeat 2X

By admin on October 28, 2013 | A Song Lyrics | A comment?

A Lot To Learn – DMX

Kid: yo, yo, let me hit that. Let me hit that yo.

DMX: yo what’s up shorty? Here.

Kid: yo.

DMX: yeah?

Kid: yo man I?m tryin to get this money man.

DMX: but dog you gotta think about loyalty first, ya know what I?m sayin? You got loyalty, money will come. Ya know what I?m sayin, keep it real with ya niggaz.

Kid: na, na, fuck that man, I?m tryin to eat yo, fuck them yo. I’m ready to do anything for this money man. Do shit by myself, do anything for this money.

DMX: give me my motherfuckin blunt back. You got a lot to learn dog.

Ay yo I kick it to shorty and try and help him understand
Hit em with work cause yo that?s ma lil man
He asked a few questions bout tha game and I told him
So when he made a bad move it was ma place 2 scull him
Never told him nuttin wrong
Kept it fair
He didn?t listen so I might as been talkin to the air
Everybody makes a few mistakes
A mistake is aight
If it’s not then I’m a tell you straight time to say goodnight
Nobody likes to be played regardless of the relationship
But shorty fuckin up big time I hate this shit
I’m caught in the middle of havin luv for a lil nigga
What was expected of me as a real nigga
Ma next move is crucial
What do I do?
How do I keep it real with shorty and ma crew
Didn?t wanna kill em so instead of puttin tha mac on him
Did the only thing I could do turn my back on him.

Here we go again
Same ol shit dawg just a different day
Here we go again
You know how niggas do when we play how we play
Here we go again
A mans gotta do what a man gotta do
Here we go again
So if it’s fuck me nigga you know it’s fuck you.

The niggas I fuck with I wanna get em dead
But I?m kool with shorty’s peoples so I let me live
Under normal circumstances he would be a marks man
But I just hit em with a gram
Just didn?t shake his hand
Go on bout ya business
Be what you wanna be
Do what u wanna do
I washed ma hands I?m threw
I can forgive I just cant forget
You on ya own lil man don?t ask me for shit
If u paid attention to what I told you then u good
If I see u next time get it understood
Go on before I change ma mind cause u know you should be dead
I just wanna say “aight” go head
My instincts told me sumthin
But I?m a good nigga plus I owe his peeps a favor
But I also knew that the decision I just made
Went against the rules of the game that we play

(chorus x2)

I should of followed ma first instinct
Cause I knew
Sometimes u gotta do what u gotta do
Now this nigga fuckin with the competition
Ungrateful muthafucka should of got him missing
He had the nerve to take ma kindness for a weakness
Gotta get back on some street shit so I can creep this
When I act
Take 1
Set em up
Take 2
Get’em there
Take 3
Get em done
Wasn?t hard to get him where I wanted him
Confronted him
Zzzzz click.there was a bullet in 1 of them
Feeling lucky
Looks like you are
Click click click
Luck ain?t goin to far
See what you did was put on another pare of shoes
That just happen to be to big
What you did was stupid
Real fuckin stupid
Well shorty I gave you a chance and what did you do
Threw it back in my fuckin face so fuck you to

Chorus till fade

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4, 3, 2, 1 (E-Dub Remix) – LL Cool J f/ Canibus, DMX, Master P, Method Man, Redman

[Erick Sermon] Def Jam, No Limits
[Master P] No Limit
[Erick Sermon] Def Squad
[Redman] Wu-Tang, and beyond

[Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[LL Cool J] trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon Meth-Tical come and get some

[Method Man]
Playin my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Posionous darts sickening, best believe
finger itchin with two broke legs, now I’m trippin
on MC’s cliche, shot that ricochets
start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways
Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
from my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who?
Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through
A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu

Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga
Turnin Christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe
Shit I kept low, petro’ your metro
Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin
Shit I’m drivin in, come with funk halogen
Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee
Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty
Gritty, smack the driver’s head in the chin see
When I approach rappers be takin notes
I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat
Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots
Vigilante hardcore to the penis
Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic

I’m the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who’ll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I’ll call your bluff
like, “Yo, how many rhymes you got?” I think I’ll go on
for more Milleniums than Mazda’s got on the car lot
And there’s nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone number
Who wanna see Canibus get wild, who wanna act fly and
get shot down with a surface-to-air missile
I take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit on
anybody who ain’t close enough to shit on
Zero to sixty? I’m already doin a hundred
when I’m blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it

Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I’m gon’ gun it down
When in doubt, however skull goes, it’s gon’ be that
See that, that shit’ll finish you dawg, believe that
Where we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions?
Don’t be a stupid nigga, learn a lesson
I’m gon’ get you either way, and it’s better to live
Let me get what’s between your sock, cause it’s, better to give
than receive, believe what I say when I tell you
Don’t make me put your somewhere where nobody’ll smell you
And when the lights is out, they don’t come back on
This ain’t a flick you ain’t gon’ come back on, you ain’t that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You’se a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
so I can hit you up on front teeth, you think I’m sweet?
Want heat? One deep, leave him behind, front seat

[Master P]
Got my mic on, it’s time to get rowdy
Got homies from the N-O to the N-Y, Bout It Bout It
I break bread with the ballers
Professional killers, and shot callers
I got game from the South to the West to the East
to the middle now remember me
A young nigga with the gold teeth bumpin
Keep the crowd jumpin, gotta say something
UNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGHHH, now have a Coke and a smile
The party don’t stop but it get buckwild

By admin on October 19, 2013 | # Song Lyrics | A comment?
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Pac Man (Skit) – DMX

(man1):Yo whatz up wit this PacMan nigga
yo whatz up

(man2):Yo right there
(man1):Yo hold up,hold up
yo Pacman yo pacman
(pacman):Yo you know me money
(man1):yo I don’t know you an all that shit
but whatz up wit this pacman shit
(pacman):what you mean whatz up wit this pacman
shit,this my hood man ,this my hood fo five years
man just got out man im just tring to get some money man
(man1):yo I won’t you to get money and all that shit
but you can’t get it here man
(pacman):what you mean I can’t get it here I been here all my mutherfucking life b. ain’t nun of yall N.Y. niggas
taking over this shit up around here man
(man1):how the fuck you know i’m a New York nigga
(pacman):you smell like a New York nigga to me man
(man1):five years ago where were you man
(pacman):I was locked up man
(man1):you were born and raised in this joint
(pacman):born and raised here my momma here my poppa here
everybody hereman
(man1):well we was born up the block
(pacman):ya I was born and raised here and ain’t none of yall niggas gonna run me out of my hood
(man1):so what you saying nigga
(pacman):nigga what you saying nigga
(man1):this what the fuck i’m saying
(gun shot)
(man1):ride or die mutherfucker

By admin on October 7, 2013 | P Song Lyrics | A comment?